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Going to World of Warcraft with Sang Mandeok's body.(Dropped)

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, business, events, and incidents are the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. --------- A man was sent into the world of Warcraft at the start of the dark portal war with the body and power of Sang Mandeok. How much change he could bring to the world with disaster all years around. Or he will be devoured by the flame of war and burning legion? -------- I did not play world of warcraft and it has so many patches and expansions. So, many characters may not appear in the story and their personality could have changed. Lastly, this is not my mother language. I did this for practicing my writing skill. So my writing may look like using google translate. Thank you.

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12.

The battle continues for a long time before it ends when the orcs retreat at dusk. Leaving mountains of corpses behind, both from the human and the Horde's side.

"End…is it finally end?" Standing on the wall, Eskalios gasped, wiping out the blood from his face.

Normally, he has to fight with at most thirty orcs and everything will end before he felt anything, but this time is different. It's his first large-scale war ever. He has to face an endless green tide that pouring nonstop.

Fight until exhausted then back off to rest, before going back to the battlefield again to fight till he runs out of power, repeating this process several times. This process has bottomed put both the physical and mental strength that he almost slumped on the ground after the battle ends.

"The battle's already over so what's next…" He looks around, the brains cannot fully work after all of that. "Oh right, clean the battlefield."

After that, they recorded the death to find out the actual damage and drag the bodies to dispose of. Bury if it is from Stormwind and burn if it is from the Horde. He did not participate in the process but used the holy light to treat the injured soldiers.

The buried bodies of the dead soldiers made him uncomfortable, one was because they were his comrades, but the larger reason is the undead disaster.

For people who start from Warcraft 3 like him, the Scourge and the burning legion have left a deeper impression than the Tribe without a doubt.

This undead army swept through the eastern kingdoms and leave a deep scar on the alliance, it's considered one of the most powerful armies in Azeroth. A big part of this is because of the unprepared human kingdoms, and the other is the endless numbers of the undead.

Since coming to this world, he can see that people in this world did not consider burning the dead one as a part of their tradition and buried the body instead. Making the entire continent full of easily accessible replenishment for the Scourge and raising their numbers to terrifying numbers.

He thinks that after this war he needs to convince every kingdom to dig up the corpse and burn them all. And after burning all the bodies, he really wants to know where will the Lich King find the corpse to form the Scourge.

(Lich Kings "You are too bullying! Are you intend to let my career end before it starts?!")

"This is the last one, thank you very much, sir Eskalios." The soldier thanked him with a smile after he cured the last people, signaling that this is his free time.

Eskalios also didn't pretend to be a diligent person, he went to take a bath in the well to relieve his figurative before lying down on the camp bed in his personal tent. (He has his own tent after becoming a mascot.)

"Ahh, so tired, I feel like my body parts are going to fall apart." He let out a loud cry, didn't want to part from bed and pillow for the time being, so he really didn't get out of the bed. Eskalos fall into a deep sleep and it is already nightfall when he wakes up.

He got up and stretched his body comfortably, feeling that he has recover most of his strength back so he decide to find some late-night snacks to eat and intended to go to speak with Anduin about the tactics that he thinks this day.

The boy easily gets bread and a piece of jerky with his status, he nibbled them slowly while heading towards Anduin's office.

It's almost two o'clock not. Normal people will already fall asleep at this time due to a lack of light source and entertainment, but Anduin is the supreme commander of the army, with his strong body and the mountain of work, he still working when Eskalios open the door,

"Eskalios, so you're awake, how do you feel after your first war." He smiled when clearly saw who was coming in.

"Very tired, but also very fulfilling" He answer honestly. This fight makes him more accustomed to the battlefield, and with endless orcs that come to die at his hands, he can raise his power to three in hundredth if he fights like this one or two times.

"You're tired but you can rest without any scruples, what about me? I have to manage the remaining troops and further plans, so don't speak about tired in front of me." Anduin snorted.

"But what makes you come to me here? Is there any problem?"

"Not really, I just want to talk to you about the war strategy."

"Oh, I didn't know you also knew about this aspect." He looks surprised.

"Not really, I did not learn any systematic military knowledge, but my idea might help about this." The boy sits at the table on the opposite side of Anduin.

"I'm listening." Anduin put aside his works with a serious expression. He knows from the time they spent together that Eskalios has many ideas and words that he has heard for the first time, showing that at least he has a wider vision and knowledge than normal people so he might have some new ideas after discussing with this boys.

Then two of them start to talk about today's battle. When Eskalios talk about the bow, Anduin also nods in agreement. Clearly notice this problem too.

"Then what did you think we should do? Reduce the number of archers and transfer them to other units?"

"That wasn't what I meant, I think the projectile attack is one of our greatest advantages, I didn't want to abandon it yet. What I meant is to increase its lethality, for example, by smearing the arrowheads with poison or the toxics. Even if it didn't kill the orcs immediately but the wound will continue to rot and kill them in the aftermath. Which helps reduce the number of the orcs in another way." He explained and continues when he saw Anduin nods in approval.

"But if we want the archer to have a huge impact in the battle right then and there, we should make the arrow become bigger. The reason that the arrow did not do any damage to the orcs is that their body structure is bigger than ours. We need to increase both size and impact of the arrows, but I still cannot figure out how to do it."

"Your suggestion can be used, do you have anything else?" The man asked.

"I…I have the next thing which is to dig the trenches." Eskalios answer. Digging the moat is one of the most classic strategies for medieval defense. Digging the moat consumes just a small amount of manpower and gives enormous benefits.

The moat not only slowed down the attacker that rushed in but also became a huge obstacle for siege engines like siege towers. And its lethality can be increased if putting spikes and sharpen sticks at the bottom of the trenches.

"Sorry, but what is the trench?"

The question of the King's Hero made Eskalios wonder if he heard it wrong or Anduin, who should be the war master, really did not know this basic defensive tool.

"It's the defensive system that we dug up the dirt and make a long pit on the ground…"

"Oh, you mean the ditch!" Anduin showed a realization when he heard the description. And that's when Eskalios understand that he uses the wrong word.

The ditch is a small canal that is dug up to slow down the enemy while the trench is the bunker that creates for soldiers to live and protect them from bullets and cannon shelling in World War. Firearm did not become a common weapon in Azeroth yet so it's common that he didn't know what is the trench.

"The ditch. Yes, why I didn't think about this from the start. Thank you, Eskalios, your words really remind me. I will order the soldier to do it as soon as possible." He smiled.

It's not that Anduin is stupid. It's just that the normal enemies he fights are trolls from the Gurubashi tribe from Stranglethorn Vale.

They mostly fight in the forest at that time and the ditch becomes almost useless since the troll can move between the trees like flying. This made him subconsciously ignore this defense method when facing the Tribe which was labeled as a savage like the trolls.

"The ideas about the projectile weapon are also practical. We cannot find the poison for the time being but the feces will give us the same effect, and I will divide some of them to throw the javelin instead of using a bow."

"What, javelin?"

"Yes, you know javelin right? It's the weapon that looks like a short spear…"

"Ah, I know! I know it. You don't have to explain it to me. I just cannot respond because you said it too abruptly." Eskalios has a wry smile on his face. It's the same case with the ditch and Anduin. It's quite easy to solve this problem but no one can think of it unless someone reminds them.

They did not have to find a way to increase the size of the arrow to be so troublesome, they just needs to change the weapon they use.

"Changing weapons for this large army must require very large numbers of it. Can we really afford to do it?"

"No problem, I'm friends with his majesty since we were young. He will send it to us if I write the letter to him. And before that, we can also cut the wood or modify some spare spears to make the javelins by ourselves. It might be a little rough but still be able to use for the time being."

He spoke with great confidence. He is also a veteran general, he can make general plans when he has a goal. The boy also did not say anything. Anduin should have a high experience in this regard, so let's do it in his way.

"But these ideas look really simple, is there really no one to talk to you about this?"

"No, this is the first time we face something like this. Everyone is equally panicked that no one can propose anything good and just do what we did in the troll's war. " He said. Then look at Eskalios with a smile in his eyes. "And no one comes to say this to me before. You know, you have some bright idea in your head. Maybe I should consider sending you to help with logistics."

"I'm not that good…" He is about to say that he is not that good, all of his ideas are coming from movies and novels. Anduin can randomly choose people who walk on the streets and they will give him the same answer as Eskalios's, maybe even better.

But then he stopped.

He stopped his modest words because he know Anduin is right, knowledge is the accumulation of experience. Eskalios can say with full confidence that he has more experience and theory knowledge far more than people who live their entire life in one city and never step out of it, not to mention math that may be higher than everyone except some mages.

"Should I really convert from the fighter to the ruler?" He seriously thinks about this topic. He has played the Sims City before and should be able to do some base builder if he has to.

"I'm just kidding, you'd better be a fighter like this. At least now your strength is more valuable than your cleverness"

…don't say something like this, bro. Haven't you heard before that the pen is sharper than the sword?

Well…his words didn't seem to fit with the context, isn't it?

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Sorry for the late chapter. I'm busy with my another novel and my university.